Awaking to the gentle sunlight filtering through her curtains, Ginger Lee stretches languidly, her hand wandering down to her warm, damp slit. She begins to stroke her clit, her breath hitching as her arousal grows. Her mind drifts to the day ahead, and she imagines a strong, throbbing cock in her hand. She reaches for the lube, coating her hand, and begins to stroke her pussy, her fingers slipping and sliding in her wetness. She pumps her fist, her hand moving faster, her moans growing louder. She feels the familiar tingle in her pussy, and with a final stroke, she comes, her hand drenched in her juices.